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Apr 2017
When he heard he would see her again
His eyes were clouds in the sun
Until the moment had come
And the sky turned gloomy
He saw her, and the wind filled his red sails
But they snagged like nails on the mast
When he remembered the past
Ripped from leech to tack
And there came the rain.
And he turned away
The red ran down in drops
He turned away
And his joy stopped
Turned away
by the storm, he just couldn't stay
Away
Nilan Gerald Handunge
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Nilan Gerald Handunge  Sri Lanka
(Sri Lanka)   
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